The Alpha's Ex-Mate
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Everyone only remembered Avery as my wife.
This whole situation was maddening, and this mysterious woman now seemed even more enigmatic. What in the hell was going on?
"Married or not, it doesn't matter if you forgot so easily," she murmured, her voice laced with disappointment. There it was again—the same thing she kept repeating. What reaction was she expecting from me? Constantly pushing my buttons, reminding me of a past I couldn’t recall as if I’d chosen to forget her.
"Then enlighten my memory," I said, my voice carrying a challenging edge.